Evil Eye White Tiger? Dai Mubai Is Exactly Who I'm Going to Beat!

"Wuyou, wait a moment!"

As if she had thought of something, Zi Yue called Li Wuyou to a halt.

She used her access privileges to check the match list and discovered that Li Wuyou's opponent went by the alias Evil Eye White Tiger.

Zi Yue looked around, and only after seeing that nobody was paying attention did she reveal what she knew about Evil Eye White Tiger to Li Wuyou.

"His alias is Evil Eye White Tiger?"

Li Wuyou gave Zi Yue a strange look.

Well, well. Would you look at that.

If he remembered correctly, wasn't Evil Eye White Tiger that fellow Dai Mubai's alias?

Zi Yue could not only look up the Soul Fighting Arena's internal match information, but she was also unafraid of punishment from the Great Soul Arena. It seemed the understanding, kind, and charming young lady before him had a formidable background too!

Then again, considering that Zi Yue had become a level-forty Soul Ancestor at such a young age, he could hardly fail to guess that she came from a major power.

The one thing he couldn't figure out was that none of the major powers on Douluo Continent seemed to have anyone surnamed Zi!

That left Li Wuyou puzzled!

Zi Yue's strength as a level-forty Soul Ancestor was nothing to scoff at!

After all, even Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan couldn't compare to her!

They were about the same age, yet Zi Yue was a level-forty Soul Ancestor, while Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan hadn't even reached level forty. They had utterly disgraced the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and that old poison Dugu Bo.

"All right, all right!"

"Wuyou, go fight your match first!"

"If we keep chatting like this, my mom will be over to check on me any moment!"

Zi Yue made faces at Li Wuyou and gestured for him to look toward the top floor of the Great Soul Arena.

"Hm???"

Li Wuyou paused, and sure enough, he saw a beautiful middle-aged woman on the top floor of the Great Soul Arena. She kept looking his way, her gaze appraising, probing, and curious.

The corner of Li Wuyou's mouth twitched violently.

That curious look was just like a mother-in-law sizing up her son-in-law. He understood what the beautiful middle-aged woman meant at a glance.

"Sister Zi Yue, I'll go fight my match first. If there's a chance later, take me to your home and introduce me to your mother."

Li Wuyou smiled, then headed inside.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

In a lounge at the back of the Great Soul Arena, Dai Mubai reclined comfortably on a sofa, his face full of the arrogance of someone who thought he was invincible.

He sat with his legs crossed, his left arm around a seductive, voluptuous woman in revealing clothes and a glass filled with red wine in his right hand. His mismatched eyes were full of undisguised lust.

Knock, knock, knock!

Just then, an attendant in a Great Soul Arena uniform knocked and entered, handing Dai Mubai a match list.

"Young Master Dai, your next Soul Fighting opponent has been confirmed!"

"This is the match list. Please take a look, Young Master Dai!"

Dai Mubai took the match list.

He glanced at it casually, his lips curling in disdain, and tossed it aside.

"A level-thirty-nine Soul Elder?"

"Alias: Angel?"

"And it's a newcomer's first match?"

"Heh!"

"Interesting!"

Although he was only a level-thirty-seven Soul Elder, two Soul Power levels below his opponent, he was Dai Mubai, the Evil Spirit White Tiger. Wasn't fighting above one's level precisely how Shrek Academy defined a monster?

Besides, since his opponent dared to take the name Angel, he was surely from Spirit Hall.

A level-thirty-nine Soul Elder was exactly who he, Dai Mubai, wanted to fight!

Spirit Hall was exactly who he, Dai Mubai, wanted to fight!

It was time to show the people of Spirit Hall just how formidable he, the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, was!

"Young Master Dai, although your opponent is a newcomer, he does have level-thirty-nine Soul Power. In terms of Soul Power Level, you'll be at a bit of a disadvantage. I suggest you don't underestimate him!"

After some thought, the attendant decided to offer a warning.

This match concerned not only whether Dai Mubai won or lost, but also whether the attendant would make a fortune this month or have to tighten his belt to get by.

"So what if he's two levels higher than me?"

"Remember, level isn't everything!"

"My Evil Eye White Tiger is the Martial Soul inherited by the Star Luo Imperial Family. It's ferocious and unmatched, with almost no equal in a head-on fight. There's only so much room on the stage. Where can that Angel fellow possibly hide?"

"One swipe of my claws, and he'll be crippled if he doesn't die."

Dai Mubai sneered and spoke at a leisurely pace.

In a head-on clash, he had never feared anyone!

The seductive woman fawned over him. "Young Master Dai, you really are amazing. You're every bit the famous Evil Eye White Tiger!"

Dai Mubai's face was full of arrogance. "All right, all right! Mark my words: if you want to make money, just bet on me to win. I guarantee you'll make a profit without losing a coin!"

With that, Dai Mubai picked up the mask on the table and gave the seductive woman a hard squeeze on a soft spot before striding toward the Soul Fighting Arena's contestant entrance.

Meanwhile, in the Soul Fighting Arena, Li Wuyou and the masked Dai Mubai stood facing each other.

"Evil Eye White Tiger, since you're going to earn me a fortune in Gold Soul Coins, I'll go easy on you when I beat you up!"

Li Wuyou looked at Dai Mubai with eager anticipation.

After learning that Dai Mubai was his opponent, he had taken out everything he owned and bet it all on himself to win.

The betting pool gave him staggering odds of two to one.

As long as he beat Dai Mubai, he would make a hefty profit.

"Hmph!"

"Arrogant!"

"Martial Soul Possession!"

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, his level-thirty-seven Soul Power erupting as he summoned his White Tiger Martial Soul and entered the possessed state.

Three Soul Rings, two yellow and one purple, slowly appeared beneath Dai Mubai's feet. His fierce, overbearing presence locked firmly onto Li Wuyou before him.

"Heh!"

"You need strength to be arrogant!"

"And as it happens, I have what it takes to be arrogant!"

Li Wuyou remained completely relaxed. Three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings slowly appeared beneath his feet, and then an Angel Holy Sword condensed from light and sacred attribute Soul Power appeared in his hand.

As the owner of an enhanced Angel Godhood Inheritance Secret Realm, he naturally possessed the Angel Holy Sword, a divine weapon exclusive to the Angel God.

But why use an ox-cleaver to kill a chicken?

Using the divine Angel Holy Sword against Dai Mubai would be making far too much of a fuss.

An Angel Holy Sword condensed from light and sacred Soul Power was enough to deal with the fellow!

Boom!!!

The moment Li Wuyou's three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings appeared, the entire Great Soul Arena erupted.

"Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!"

"There are three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!"

"How is that possible?"

"How can this be possible?"

It wasn't just the spectators who were dumbfounded!

Even the spies from other major powers in the VIP boxes shot to their feet, their gazes fixed on Li Wuyou on the Soul Fighting stage.

Even Zi Yue and the beautiful middle-aged woman in the box on the Great Soul Arena's top floor had their beautiful eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief.

"Th-three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!"

"Wuyou, you're incredible!"

"How did you manage to get that Soul Ring Configuration?"

Zi Yue's mouth fell slightly open. She wanted to say more, but stopped herself.